Even under the baggy grey rolled waist sweatpants…
Despite the two times two large shirt…
Beyond the wild and untamed curls…
I know the lines and curves of you.
I know the arches and the softness of your skin.
I know and the yielding strength of your limbs.
Behind your eyes of changing shapes and hues…
Despite the tilt and angle of your face and how your curls tumble…
Beyond the playful small smile and the line of your jaw…
I know the emotions that swirl within.
I know the sounds of your sighs and release.
I know the scent of your skin and the taste of your kiss.
The things we cannot show reveal the things we cannot hide.
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